“That’s what we narcs have to do. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered. He kissed her deeply and hungrily. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union.
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